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Wanting to avoid further awkward conversation, i told her i’d better get going, that i had other jobs to get to. When she finally had all of me inside her, i grabbed her hips and pulled her forward. As i kept this motion going, i felt her wrap the ends of her feet toward my head, and her hands gripped my sides at my ribcage, struggling to hold on however she could as i began to jackhammer downward into her body. I couldn’t hold all of it and so it seeped out and down the sides of my mouth. Hubby makes deal with pool guy. She then pushed his pulsing fat shaft back into linda’s pussy. His entire face was engulfed in her pussy.

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He smiled and told her he needed some help to make her cum. She rubbed it all over the head and it’s length.